Normally, I would have dismissed the fast moving shadow but today I didn’t. I was sure it was there just a moment ago. The hairs on my arm stood erect, revealing the sea of goosebumps that had formed on my skin. Someone was there, I was sure of it.
I quickly returned the books to the shelves and placed my paper into my backpack. I hurriedly made my way out of the library, earning a curious stare from the new librarian. I didn’t care. I needed to get the hell out of there.
I turned around constantly to see if any person or shadow was following me as I walked back to my dorm room. There was none. There was just a few pockets of college students here and there. Night crawlers was what they were called in Campus vocab. The term was used to refer to students who remained outside in the dead of the night. It was normal, but today it creeped me out.
“Don’t tell me you’re letting the fables from those books get to you.”
I smiled at the thought and continued walking. I knew it was right. I was scaring myself for no real reason. There was clearly no shadow stalking me.
When I got back to my dorm, I looked around one last time. No shadow. It was just me standing in front of my door. I turned the knob to see if it was open. It wasn’t. That meant either Alex was asleep already or he still wasn’t back. If the latter was the case, I already had a ‘you’re getting unserious’ speech handy to read out to him when he finally got back.
I took out my key from my backpack and opened the door. Turning the light switch on revealed the most horrific image I had ever seen in my life. Alex was lying on my bed, dead. There was a single slash to his neck, obviously made by a knife or another very sharp object.
I let out the loudest scream of terror my entire hostel had ever heard.